| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Woman and Labour by Olive Schreiner: Famines of the old desolating type have become an impossibility where rapid
means of transportation convey the superfluity of one land to supply the
lack of another; and war and deeds of violence, though still lingering
among us, have already become episodal in the lives of nations as of
individuals; while the vast advances in antiseptic surgery have caused even
the effects of wounds and dismemberments to become only very partially
fatal to human life. All these changes have tended to diminish human
mortality and protract human life; and they have today already made it
possible for a race not only to maintain its numbers, but even to increase
them, with a comparatively small expenditure of woman's vitality in the
passive labour of child-bearing.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: might ask her."
There were pinpoints of merriment behind th guileless innocence
of her eyes, but they came to the surface only after the foreman
had departed.
McWilliams ordered a team of young horse hitched, and presently
set out on his two day; journey to Gimlet Butte. He reached that
town in good season, left the team at a corral and walked back to
the Elk House. The white dust of the plains was heavy on him,
from the bandanna that loosely embraced the brown throat above
the flannel shirt to the encrusted boots but through it the good
humor of his tanned face smiled fraternally on a young woman he
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Through the Looking-Glass by Lewis Carroll: At this moment she heard a hoarse laugh at her side, and turned
to see what was the matter with the White Queen; but, instead of
the Queen, there was the leg of mutton sitting in the chair.
`Here I am!' cried a voice from the soup tureen, and Alice turned
again, just in time to see the Queen's broad good-natured face
grinning at her for a moment over the edge of the tureen, before
she disappeared into the soup.
There was not a moment to be lost. Already several of the
guests were lying down in the dishes, and the soup ladle was
walking up the table towards Alice's chair, and beckoning to her
impatiently to get out of its way.
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